I haven’t done an #SoSS for some time so in keeping with my resolve to blog more regularly again in 2019 here is my post. As in the past my #SoSS this week revolves around […]
1332 words. I minced up the steep gravel driveway, already regretting the choice of footwear. The heels had seemed a good idea at the time. They complemented my black silk top, black harem pants and […]
I did feel nervous and excited about sharing images of my body on the internet, but now I’m pretty relaxed about it all. Once I became comfortable with the #Sinful Sunday community, I gradually became more adventurous with my own photography. From the very beginning I could see I was amongst some very accomplished and dedicated photographers, whose work often has a signature aesthetic. In some ways that was and is the biggest challenge of the lot.
As always we talked about anything and everything. This has been standard for some time now. There is little I hold back from him, and much I attempt to challenge him on. I make no secret of my attraction and he tells me things about his wild past that make me squirm – often but not always with frustration. I cannot tell if we are engaging in extended foreplay or exquisite denial (or both).
Knowing damn well its not tentacles I’m craving
but the lens flare of your attention